On this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatic persona.
VoilĂ ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me Gibran..
Im the guy in the (1;34 is when i get on stage cause of fam-lay!) "baby milo" jacket that rocks out with skateboard p! best fucking birthday weekend ever!
My eyes are still so damn bloodshot blue with images of what coulda been. Blue not red because you never gave me the oxygen i needed to allow those images to flourish, like a seed blooms into a flower and sure the buds eventually wither and die but they still maintain that essence of beauty for as long as there allowed to. we were never allowed to. and even now i try to regulate my vision so i can see clearly again but your very existence has blinded me. So I'm forced to continue to walk into these rigid cold lonely walls. all i see now are shadows, outlines of where you used to stand. but there getting more and more faded by the day. and slowly but surely my sight is coming back to me. I'm starting to understand what you did and why you did it. its so easy to fall out of love..
An in-depth interpretation of Lupe Fiasco's street single off of The Cool, Dumb It Down. I was scouring various hip-hop sites and sources for some interesting, yet-to-be-told Lupe tidbits when I came across this Hip-Hop DX article. I'm surprised this wasn't posted before:
"As many of you (should) know, Lupe Fiasco's The Cool was one of my favorite albums of 2007. In a post on my Blogspot upon the leak of his debut Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor, I briefly touched on why he's so far ahead of his peers, but a revisited in-depth listen to "Dumb It Down" makes me feel obligated to do so again. While speaking to my man Alias on the phone last night, we were chopping it up about how the first verse of the song really breaks down his relevance and existence in the rap game through the song. My blogging homie J Burnett [1] said that when he interviewed Lupe for XXL, that he said that he intentionally made this track as complex as possible, but once you really absorb it, it's crazy. The verse (taken from OHHLA, whattup Flash!), with reference points bolded: I'm fearless, now hear this, I'm earless (less) and I'm peerless (less), which means I'm eyeless which means I'm tearless which means my iris resides where my ears is, which means I'm blinded But I'ma find it, I can feel it's nearness But I'ma veer so I don't come near Like a chicken or a deer, but I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear Here you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this Clearly cause my blindness; the windshield is min-strel The whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere Yeah, I'm both them there Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies Given to the mother of the deceased Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace
Lupe claims that he's earless and eyeless, which means he's so far off from what's going on around him in the industry, that he's relatively oblivious to it - he can't see or hear it. He also claims that he's peerless, slyly implying that he's ahead of the curve. The car in the song is a metaphor for hip-hop, and where it's going. He says he's going to find "it," meaning the rap industry and his place in it, but that he's also trying to stay away from it, like a chicken or a deer.
Lupe's "not a listener or a seer, so [his] windshield smear(s)" - he's too far off to understand/comply with where hip-hop is going, so his viewpoint is unclear. So, he sarcastically suggests, "Here you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness": essentially, "Hey, why don't you [place rapper here] go ahead and do this rap shit, because I'm somewhere else." He then basically says that rap's windshield is some minstrel show shit (word to LB), and that it's so misguided itself that the car's whole grill is full of roadkill - also implying that it's run over emcees like him who are a chicken or a deer, and dare to do things differently.
With this struggle between staying away from an industry that seems so offbase from his own beliefs and wanting to find his place, he cleverly alludes to The Matrix, when Neo had to choose between two pills to determine his destiny and that of the other world: Lupe took both. And this struggle will forever haunt him - "Awaken at war, 'till I'm restin' in peace."
Give me a late pass if y'all want, or if this was painstakingly obvious to y'all all along. But with how much I was already amazed at the wordplay, rhyme schemes and delivery in the verse, I'm trippin' even more at how metaphoric that shit is once I break it down. Mr. Editor, sir, have Lupe read this and let me know how accurate/inaccurate my interpretation is to his original intentions, 'cause I wanna know.
Do you guys have any interpretations of the meaning behind the last two verses? Also, any other verses you guys had to revisit much later befofre you really understand what the fuck he/she was saying?
--Originally posted by KVN-re-posted here by ME Gibran!
I know a girl that sang a song called "cry", i know a girl that sang a song called"i am ready for love" Like the sun her voice rises and like the moon it falls Making you feel lighter than the bright sun and cooler than a summer moonlit night But she was betrayed She was hurt She was angry At that man that mad her feel heavy He weighed her down He broke her out. She isn't the type to get her heart broken But i wonder why guys play her for a fool?
So maybe now she knows this guy that doesn't wanna see her cry.